Opening an office in Taila

At 8:30 in the evening, in a mansion in Xiosta, Song Yufeng met Ceylon who had been prepared to greet him.

She was wearing an extremely gorgeous long dress, which made the already beautiful young lady look like a fairy. If you didn't know her, you would think she was going to attend some very important dinner.

In fact, for Ceylon, this is an attitude, to let Song Yufeng know that she values ​​Song Yufeng very much.

Song Yufeng naturally understood the kindness that Ceylon exuded, so Song Yufeng also sat in his seat with a smile.

"Mr. Song, there's no need to be so reserved. Just treat it as your own home."

Song Yufeng nodded and sat down across the table. As if to facilitate the conversation, the super long table that Song Yufeng had imagined did not appear. Instead, there was a rectangular table made of obsidian. Although it was not big, the overall design was very beautiful. Coupled with the color and texture of the obsidian, it looked elegant and noble.

Ceylon also sat down opposite, then she clapped her hands, and a servant came up with an orange plate, which contained mostly local specialties of Xiosta. There were two dishes that Song Yufeng had eaten once in a roadside restaurant today, but the food in that restaurant was not only average in taste and appearance, but also very expensive.

In fact, Song Yufeng had misunderstood. The food in that restaurant was actually very good. The main reason was that Song Yufeng usually cooked his own meals. Song Yufeng's cooking skills were naturally top-notch, and his taste was spoiled. He also had a heavy taste and liked salty food, while the two dishes he ordered were both light in taste. This was why he thought it was not worth going to that restaurant.

However, the food that Song Yufeng saw in front of him not only smelled delicious, but was also presented in a very exquisite manner, which made people's appetite grow just by looking at it.

Of course, Song Yufeng didn’t think that Ceylon was just inviting him to dinner. The most important thing was to have a conversation.

After the tableware was served, the two began to eat. It must be said that the food tasted much better than that in that restaurant. Song Yufeng ate in small bites while paying attention to Ceylon's expression.

After Ceylon took a sip of black tea, she put down the teacup and looked at Song Yufeng.

Song Yufeng understood that he was going to talk about something, so he put down his cutlery, but in order to be more natural, he took a sip of tea.

"Mr. Song, I wonder if the food tastes good?"

"It's suitable, it's suitable, the level is quite high, almost the same level as the state banquet I had in Beijing." Of course, it is definitely impossible to be on the same level as the state banquet, it's just a compliment.

"Thank you, Mr. Song, for the compliment. I've been eating Xiosta's food since I was a child. Even when I went to study abroad in Victoria, I often missed the food from home. This makes it not only my hometown, but also my spiritual home."

"Yes, a person's physical hometown is important, but their spiritual hometown cannot be left behind either."

"Mr. Song should also have a spiritual homeland, right? Could it be Longmen?"

Song Yufeng thought of the Magic City and his wife and daughter in that warm home.

Song Yufeng smiled and said, "It's not Yan Country, but another country."

"Which foreign land?"

"Dreamland." Song Yufeng said with a smile.

Xilan was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Mr. Song is really humorous. Is there a story behind this?"

Song Yufeng smiled and shook his head. Just as he was about to change the subject, a woman opened the door and entered. "Miss, I'm back."

"Ah, Hei is back! Welcome home!" Ceylon stood up with a smile, then walked forward and hugged Hei. At that moment, Song Yufeng caught a slight upward curve in the corner of Hei's mouth, even if it was only for a moment.

Then the next moment, Hei's sharp eyes looked at Song Yufeng. Song Yufeng felt as if he was being stared at by a cheetah. Those were a pair of extremely aggressive and aggressive eyes, and it was a warning.

Song Yufeng felt a little guilty when being stared at. As a man, if he could not like a beautiful woman like Ceylon, he had to be a god.

"There's no need to be like that, Hei, he is Song Yufeng, the boss of Jie Ran Firm." Ceylon said with a smile.

"Ah, Miss Ceylon, I have to correct you. It's no longer called Jieran Office. It's called Minghuang Office now."

"Ah, is that so? Looks like I need to update my intelligence. Anyway, Hei, you don't have to worry about it."

"I know, Miss, but as your bodyguard, I must always be wary of anyone around you." Then, Hei retracted her aggressive gaze, changed into casual clothes, and stood next to Ceylon's seat again.

"Don't mind it, Mr. Song. I only do this to her when there are guests around. She usually eats with me." Ceylon said with an apologetic smile.

"Ah, it's okay, actually, it's okay if Miss Hei wants to come and eat with us." Song Yufeng invited.

"No, I've already eaten." Hei said coldly.

Song Yufeng nodded to show his understanding, and then took another sip of tea.

"Mr. Song, now that Hei is back, I should get down to business. Mr. Song, we know that your firm is of high standard, and we do have something that requires your help in investigating." Now, she stated her true purpose.

"What incident?"

"It's like this. Recently, some foreign tourists have disappeared in Xiosta. Two days after the tourists disappeared, the tourists' identification documents appeared at the door of the Public Security Bureau." Ceylon said seriously.

"Provocation?" Song Yufeng frowned. This situation is not uncommon. Some daring and vicious criminals would do this to express their provocation and disdain for the public security organs.

"These are no longer ordinary thugs. They are not even afraid of the Public Security Bureau. We must strike hard!" Song Yufeng said indignantly.

"It just so happens that we also want you to come and investigate."